there is no magic that can outpace wit
nor any spell to outdo normal pluck
still in the end we all are in the ****
you might expect things would ease up a bit
but what you find is that your feet are stuck
there is no magic that can outpace wit
but not a single line of yours will hit
just where you want so you are out of luck
still in the end we all are in the ****
not one of us is ever quite legit
as all our best hopes end up in the muck
there is no magic that can outpace wit
we get a win our thoughts begin to flit
towards good chance if things don't go amuck
still in the end we all are in the ****
no matter what we do despite our grit
the laws of nature just don't give a ****
there is no magic that can outpace wit
still in the end we all are in the ****
Jul 2, 2012
Jul 2, 2012 at 8:40 AM UTC
there is no magic that can outpace wit
nor any spell to outdo normal pluck
still in the end we all are in the ****
you might expect things would ease up a bit
but what you find is that your feet are stuck
there is no magic that can outpace wit
but not a single line of yours will hit
just where you want so you are out of luck
still in the end we all are in the ****
not one of us is ever quite legit
as all our best hopes end up in the muck
there is no magic that can outpace wit
we get a win our thoughts begin to flit
towards good chance if things don't go amuck
still in the end we all are in the ****
no matter what we do despite our grit
the laws of nature just don't give a ****
there is no magic that can outpace wit
still in the end we all are in the ****
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